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Hello, I’m Gwen.

I work in advertising. I play in the kitchen.

I’m part tweenager. (Look at my iTunes playlist.)

I’m part Grandma. (Look at my oversize cardi collection.)

I’m part Romy or Michelle. (Look at the height of my hair.)

As a Christian, I'm learning how to glorify God in the everyday. To live into the status quo, like Jesus' own Manchurian candidate, and seep grace through its cracks.

I wish my life were a musical, but other than that, I’m pretty content.

(No surprise I also like to Yelp.)

The Casual Vacancy
The Explicit Gospel
Freedom
Gone Girl
The Chaperone
Cutting for Stone


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Although I’m usually head-over-heels for fall, I’m not quite ready for crisp autumn weather, pumpkin-spiced lattes or wool skirts with tights and boots. When I left the house on Saturday for Teen Exodus, a Junior League program that introduces high school students from underserved neighborhoods to recreational and cultural activities across the city, I think the temperature was in the 40s!
Luckily Sunday saw warmer weather—perfect for a long walk home from church, a short run in the afternoon, and Corn Risotto-Stuffed Poblano Peppers with the last of summer’s sweet corn. Barely adapting a recipe from the Smitten Kitchen Cookbook, Josie from Pink Parsley packs Poblano peppers with a Mexican version of risotto—beer instead of wine, Monterey Jack instead of Parmesan and cilantro instead of parsley—and tops with a lime crema to cool the palate. Perfect!
I’d recommend halving the recipe unless you’re cooking for a crowd. After stuffing five peppers, I was left with four, maybe five, servings of extra risotto, which I threw into a casserole dish to eat later in the week. (Does prepared risotto freeze well, anyone?) 
I wouldn’t buy extra cheese to sprinkle on top; I used a little ricotta salata, leftover from a salad for book club, instead of crumbly Mexican queso.
photo via cooks like a champion.

Although I’m usually head-over-heels for fall, I’m not quite ready for crisp autumn weather, pumpkin-spiced lattes or wool skirts with tights and boots. When I left the house on Saturday for Teen Exodus, a Junior League program that introduces high school students from underserved neighborhoods to recreational and cultural activities across the city, I think the temperature was in the 40s!

Luckily Sunday saw warmer weather—perfect for a long walk home from church, a short run in the afternoon, and Corn Risotto-Stuffed Poblano Peppers with the last of summer’s sweet corn. Barely adapting a recipe from the Smitten Kitchen Cookbook, Josie from Pink Parsley packs Poblano peppers with a Mexican version of risotto—beer instead of wine, Monterey Jack instead of Parmesan and cilantro instead of parsley—and tops with a lime crema to cool the palate. Perfect!

I’d recommend halving the recipe unless you’re cooking for a crowd. After stuffing five peppers, I was left with four, maybe five, servings of extra risotto, which I threw into a casserole dish to eat later in the week. (Does prepared risotto freeze well, anyone?)

I wouldn’t buy extra cheese to sprinkle on top; I used a little ricotta salata, leftover from a salad for book club, instead of crumbly Mexican queso.

photo via cooks like a champion.

whatshouldwecallme:

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(Also, Nicole Richie’s hair is on point.)

darkpassenger:

Scrubs - 8x18 - “My finale”

Somehow in the past few months, I became obsessed with Scrubs—obsessed enough that the perfect finale, which I finished over the weekend, has stuck with me morning, noon and night. As I mourn the show’s ending, I’m running a playlist in my head that alternates between Peter Gabriel’s version of “The Book of Love,” which makes me want to have a wedding if only for the chance to dance to it, and anything by the Shins.

Black evangelicals have a long history of interaction with oppressive systems and structures. When African Americans read the Bible, they see the more than 2,000 passages of scripture about God’s hatred for poverty and oppression. They see God’s desire for systems and structures to be blessings to all of humanity—not a curse to some and a blessing for others.

Lisa Sharon Harper, senior director of mobilizing at the Christian social justice organization Sojourners, via E.M. Woodson

I’m not familiar with Lisa Sharon Harper or the Sojourners organization, but I was struck by Harper’s three spiritual truths in her post “The Other Lie” on Rachel Held Evans’ site.

1)   Every human being on the face of the earth—every person in this restaurant, every person on the street, and every single person in Ferguson—is made in the image of God. 

2)   That means, all things being equal, every single person on earth was created with the command and the capacity to exercise Genesis 1:26-27 dominion, which means to steward or in modern terms, to exercise agency or lead. 

3)   To diminish the ability of humans to exercise dominion, is to diminish the image of God in them—and to diminish God’s image on earth. And the fastest and surest way to diminish the ability of humans to exercise agency, to—to lead is through poverty or oppression.

When we diminish someone’s agency, we diminish the image of God in them.

Sara Jane and I saw Boyhood over the weekend, but I have a feeling it will stick with me for a long time. If you haven’t already caught it, carve some time out of your schedule now!
mrgolightly:

The best movie you can see this summer isn’t one that relies on CGI or explosions to catapult it into the stratosphere, but one that simply showcases the always mysterious time and its uncanny ability to change us all. Boyhood, shot with the same actors over a period of 12 years, is epic, profound, and tugs on every heartstring a human being can possibly have. It’s the most realistic portrait of a modern child coming of age that will most likely ever be captured on film. If you can sit through all 2 hours and 45 minutes of this movie without having some part of it resonate with you or hit home, then you’ve probably forgotten what it’s like to be a child.
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Sara Jane and I saw Boyhood over the weekend, but I have a feeling it will stick with me for a long time. If you haven’t already caught it, carve some time out of your schedule now!

mrgolightly:

The best movie you can see this summer isn’t one that relies on CGI or explosions to catapult it into the stratosphere, but one that simply showcases the always mysterious time and its uncanny ability to change us all. Boyhood, shot with the same actors over a period of 12 years, is epic, profound, and tugs on every heartstring a human being can possibly have. It’s the most realistic portrait of a modern child coming of age that will most likely ever be captured on film. If you can sit through all 2 hours and 45 minutes of this movie without having some part of it resonate with you or hit home, then you’ve probably forgotten what it’s like to be a child.

[…]

I refuse to bid adieu to summer until the fresh produce disappears from stores! Here in Chicago, I’m counting on fresh corn, tomatoes and summer squash, as well as melon and berries, for at least a few more weeks

I invited Denise over for Saturday brunch, a kind of belated birthday celebration and a chance to visit with a longtime friend. Taking advantage of summer’s final spoils, I served Deb Perelman’s Corn, Cheddar and Scallion Strata, which nestles sweet corn, sharp cheddar cheese and scallions by the handful with French bread and eggs. I’m already looking forward to reheating and eating each slice that’s waiting in the freezer! 

PS: Make Natalie Perry’s Stuffed Zucchini Boats with turkey sausage before zucchini vanishes! I made ‘em for dinner as soon as summer squash hit the shelves.

surisburnbook:

Just woke up from a nightmare.
Oh, wait.
It’s real.
Not again. I just recovered from worrying Prince George was going to be a cool, fashionable princess, and now I have to start all over.

(I’m more interested in Suri Cruise than the future Prince or Princess.)

surisburnbook:

Just woke up from a nightmare.

Oh, wait.

It’s real.

Not again. I just recovered from worrying Prince George was going to be a cool, fashionable princess, and now I have to start all over.

(I’m more interested in Suri Cruise than the future Prince or Princess.)

The uprising in Ferguson was an inevitable reaction to the institutional racism coursing through the area for decades…

When I spoke with Antonio Morgan at his home, his muted TV was showing footage of the violence in Ferguson.

He glanced over and nodded. ‘For so long, nobody has listened to them,’ he says. ‘That’s what they’re angry about. That’s why they’re lashing out.’

Radley Balko in the Washington Post’s fascinating and important article "How Municipalities in St. Louis County, Mo., Profit from Poverty" via accidentalextrovert

I spent a wonderful Labor Day Weekend in Dallas with College Best Friend Megan and her roommate Amanda, who has quickly become a fast friend. (Has become a fast friend fast?)

Megan, Amanda and I spent most of the weekend chatting while we brunched, chatting while we shopped, chatting while we walked, chatting while we wined, and chatting while we consumed all the Tex-Mex in a 12-mile radius. In between bites of guacamole and chips, I met Megan’s Champions of Hope protégée, visited her church and small group, and almost toured the Sixth Floor Museum that memorializes JFK. (I was more than a little bummed the tickets sold out in advance.) On Saturday morning, Megan and I even got to see Rebba, who was in town from Knoxville to visit her newborn nephew.

I couldn’t have asked for a better weekend away.